Title: MisunderstandingsRating: PG-13Author: Mac (col_sarah_mackenzie@yahoo.com) Disclaimer: All characters belong to Donald P. Bellisario and someothers who aren't me.Notes: This takes place before the season 8 finale, but still somewhatAU. Sorry for the mix up at the end. I didn't mean to make it sound the way it did.********************

"Excuse me, sir, but do you have a minute?"

Harm looked up from the file he was reading. "Certainly, Harriet,come in and take a seat."

"Thank you," she replied. "I was wondering if you could help me plana surprise birthday party for Bud. I'd ask the Colonel, but she's busywith the Kensington court martial."

Harm smiled. "I'd be glad to help. The project the Admiral gave meis just about complete."

"Wonderful! Would you like to come by my place for dinner around1900? Since Bud left early this morning for the case he's working on,Little AJ and I will be on our own."

"I'll definately be there, Harriet."

She stood up and smiled. "Thank you again, sir."

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Singer was walking by Harm's office when something caught her ear. "Would you like to come by my place for dinner around 1900? Since Budleft early this morning for the case he's working on, Little AJ and Ihave to fend for ourselves."

"I'll definately be there, Harriet."

*What a complete ass! I wonder if Lieutenant Roberts knows his wifeand his best friend are going at it. Probably not, he's so gullible.*

"Something going on that I should know about, Lieutenant?"

Singer jumped and the Admiral's voice. "Uh...no, I mean, no, sir!"

"Perhaps you should get back to work then," Chegwidden suggested. Singer nodded and headed back to her office. "She's up tosomething..."

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Harm glanced down at his watch and saw that it was 1800. He decidedto call it quits for now since Harriet was expecting him in an hour. He stopped by Mac's office. "Still here, Marine?"

"Yeah, some people have more complicated things to take care of," shesaid, glaring up at him.

"Hey don't look at me!" Harm replied. "The Admiral gave you the option, you chose the Court Martial."

Mac waved her hand. "Just go away."

"I can tell when I'm not wanted. Have a good night, Mac."

"You too, Harm."

Singer watched him from the doorway of the break room. She followedhim out of the bullpen. Instead of getting onto the elevator, shequickly ran down the stairs.

A plot was forming in her brain. She had an idea of how to get Harmout of the way and herself on good terms with the Admiral. Yes, itwould be perfect. It just had to work!

Harm smiled at him. He looked adorable in his US Navy t-shirt. "Heinsisted he wear it for you," Harriet explained.

"I'm glad you did."

"Dinner will be ready in ten minutes. AJ, why don't you show yourUncle Harm the carrier Daddy bought you."

AJ took Harm by the hand. "Follow me, Commander!"

"Aye, aye, sir!" Harm replied with a laugh.

Harriet had just taken the veggie lasagna from the oven, when thedoorbell rang. She was surprised to see Loren Singer standing infront of her.

"May I come in, Lieutenant?" she asked, not bothering to wait for areply.

"What's going on?"

Singer drew out a gun, complete with a silencer. "There are just afew things I want to take care of. First, you." Before Harriet could say another word, she felt a blinding flash of pain in her head, and then nothing.

She cleared her throat in an attempt to sound like Harriet. "Harm!"she called.

Harm, followed by Little AJ, entered the living room. What he saw,made his blood go cold. "Mommy?" AJ said, peering around Harm.

He held him back. "Wait, buddy," he said, taking in the scene.

"You're going to need a lawyer," someone rasped. "Stay where you are,Commander."

Harm had attempted to reach for the phone. "She needs to get to ahospital!" He exclaimed.

"She'll be fine. The bullet didn't go into her brain. Trust me, if Iwanted her dead, she would be. You, however, are going have a lousycouple of weeks."

The lights suddenly went out and Harm found himself in the dark with avery frightened little boy. "It's okay, AJ," Harm whispered to hisgodson. Now, if only he were certain it was.

"See you around..." Harm gasped as the person (woman, he noticed),elbowed him in the stomach. He heard the door slam shut and AJ began to cry.

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Mac was finally resting comfortably on her couch, getting ready towatch 'Frequency', when the phone rang. Whoever decided to disturbedher Dennis Quaid night, would have to be murdered.

"Hello?"

"Mac, it's Harm."

"Harm, I swear, this better be important!"

"Oh, it definately is."

Mac noticed the urgency in his voice. "Harm, what's wrong?"

"I've been arrested." A pause. "For the attempted murder of HarrietSims-Roberts."

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Mac rushed to change and quickly grabbed her car keys. The phone rangagain just as she was about to leave. "Harm?"

"No, Colonel, it's Admiral Chegwidden."

"Sir. I assume you heard the news."

"I did. I want you to go to the hospital to check on Harriet. Thepolice brought Little AJ there as well and the nurses are taking care of him," he explained.

"But sir, Comman--"

"I'm heading there myself. I'm hoping they'll place him into mycustody while we figure this whole thing out."

Mac nodded. "What about, Bud?"

"He's been notified, but can't get a flight back until 2200. I'llpick him at the airport. I have to go, Colonel. Take good care of Little AJ."

Harm looked up when the door opened, expecting it to be Mac. Heinwardly groaned when he saw Admiral Chegwidden. "I've been able toconvince them to place you into my custody. Don't make me regretthis, Commander."

"No, sir!" Harm replied, standing. "Sir, is Harriet all right?"

"Not here, Commander. Lets go. You have some explaining to do." Harm nodded and followed his CO out to the car. As soon as they were seated, AJ turned to face him. "I'm ready."

Harm explained what they were meeting for and the events which led upto his arrest. "Before I knew what was happening, I got an elbow inmy stomach and Little AJ was crying his head off... not that I blamehim," Harm said, looking out the window.

"Of course, I couldn't leave him alone and I had to call an ambulancefor Harriet. I barely got two words out before the police arrested me.

I wanted to shove them out of the way, to make sure Harriet was allright, to comfort my godson, but they wouldn't let me."

AJ never thought he would see Harmon Rabb, Jr crying. "Don't worry about this, Harm. We'll find out who did this and we'll bring them to justice."